Those Lingering Stings

Those lingering stings grows depths and last. They seep their way in - to the past To claw out your inner soul - Those hopes you have with dents and holes.
Note: This is an old poem I wrote when I realized I couldn't forget the past and that it would always be a part of me: lingering.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2010

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Mehta Avatar
April 28, 2010 at 6:57 PM
Well penned poem. I enjoyed it
A   Avatar
April 28, 2010 at 2:22 PM
nicely said, letting go of the past is the only way to go,..p.d.
Kendrick Avatar
April 28, 2010 at 12:20 PM
We can't do anything about the past and future isn't here ...We can only do something with the day...Interesting way that you have penned the idea..Sara
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